The Stray Omega

Deja Vu

"Mitch? Are you awake?" Scott whispered, crouching down in front of Mitch's side of the bed. Mitch's eyes squeezed tightly and he whimpered lowly before turning to his opposite side. "Love? Come on, baby." Scott whispered again. 

Mitch whined before turning on his back and rolling his head to face Scott before opening his eyes. "What?..." 

"I'm going for a run, I'll be back in an hour or so." 

"What time is it?" Mitch turned back onto his previous side and grasped Scott's face. 

"I'm not sure but I'm awake and can't fall back asleep. I'll be back soon, want me to go into town and pick up some breakfast?" 

"You're not running that far, you dummy." Mitch patted Scott's cheek.

"We walked from the apartments to this house all the time, running is not going to be a problem," Scott begged. "Please? I want to treat you." 

Mitch stared at what he could make out of Scott from the dark room. "Fine. Be careful, you hear?" He yawned. 

Scott leaned forward, kissing Mitch's forehead then he kissed Mitch's bump through the blankets. "Love you, Omega." Mitch yawned his reply and went back to sleeping making Scott laugh to himself. He went to the foot of the bed and rubbed Midge's head who turned on his stomach, Scott giving him a few scratches before leaving the room. 

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Mitch heard the bedroom door open and he sat up, yawning and stretching his arms above him. he watched as Scott walked into the bedroom, set his things on the dresser with a bag of goodies. He stripped off his tank top, sniffed the sides of it and threw it into a clothing pile Mitch was sure he was wearing daily clothes from. 

"Alpha," Mitch called, making Scott jump. "Put that shirt in the laundry basket." 

"It's still good!" Scott whined when he turned around. He saw the look on Mitch's face then went to the pile, taking his shirt and tossing it into the dirty clothes bin. He grabbed the bag of goodies and went over to Mitch, sitting beside him and setting the bag in his lap. 

"What'd you get me?" Mitch asked, sitting up and leaning his head on Scott's sticky shoulder, too tired to complain about how sweaty Scott was. 

"I got your favorite Mcdonalds sandwiches, a pancake platter and some of those weird crunchy candies from the CVS that I know you like." 

Mitch peeked into the bag and frowned when he didn't see anything else. 

"You didn't get yourself anything?" 

"I did, and some things for the kids but they're in the kitchen. I'm not hungry. I'm going to shower."

Mitch pouted when Scott stood up and he jutted his bottom lip out, his sadness radiating off of him making Scott turn. "Can we take a bath together?" He begged. 

"I'm dirty, Mitch. I'm not bathing in my filth." 

"Just rinse off and run body soap on yourself. Please?" 

"Alright, go get the bath started." Mitch giggled, setting his food to the side as he stood up and stuck himself to Scott's front, kissing his sweaty chest before going into the bathroom. Mitch started the bath, letting it run on a low pressure so the sound didn't wake the babies. He held his hand under the water to make sure it was a good temperature. He looked over when Scott came into the room, stripping down and turning his shower on. 

"A few good weeks does wonder to your body." Mitch admired. Scott blushed and did a small pose, Mitch chuckling and turning back to the tub. He waited until it was filled and for Scott to finish his shower to stand up and strip down. He jumped when Scott hugged him from behind and he bent his head back. Scott kissed Mitch's neck near his Mark and Mitch took in a breath. 

"Can I?" Scott asked, licking the spot. 

"You're not going to go Savage when you do it, right?" Mitch asked, his eyes turning blue and he turned around to face his Alpha. He backed away to stand on the steps into the tub so he was a few inches taller.

"You trust me, right?" Scott stepped forward, grabbing Mitch's hips and tugging him forward. Their bare cocks rubbed together and Mitch let out a soft moan. He turned his head to the side and his hands grasped Scott's biceps tightly. 

Scott kissed several of Mitch's sweet spots before moving to his Mark. He stared at the faded bruise before baring his teeth and leaning forward, sinking his canines into the Omega's neck. He kept Mitch still as the Omega stuttered and whined, allowing himself to let out his noises since they weren't around any other people. 

Scott let out a low growl as he sucked and bit at Mitch's Mark, having to force himself away when he knew he was going over the edge. Mitch felt weak at the knees and Scott stepped back to him to keep him steady. "You okay, love? Look at me." 

Mitch weakly rose his head, staring into Scott's bright red eyes. "I'm fine, sir. Thank you." Mitch kissed Scott sweetly before slowly descending into the tub. Scott got in behind him, took off his prosthetic and set it on the floor. Scott sat down carefully and Mitch turned to his side to cuddle into his chest. 

"Deja vu." Scott chuckled, rubbing Mitch's left hand and toying with the ring. 

"From the first time I was pregnant." Mitch blushed and rubbed his stomach, Scott placing a hand on top of his Omega's. 

"I miss that big belly of yours. It made you look a bit funny but also pretty sexy at the same time." 

"It only made me look funny because I'm so short." Mitch pouted and he jumped when Scott's hand clasped around his member. "A-Alpha, w-what?" 

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